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He was thinking of how he wouldn’t really mind sitting in class at the moment. Not if it meant the occasional brush of a warm, tanned elbow against his, a quirk of lips followed by you have a pencil I can borrow? Riku had lost three pencils, two pens, and a cheap calculator by now, but he didn’t mind.
He didn’t mind lingering as long as he could, methodically placing everything into his bag one by one, just to have a reason to talk a little more. Or pretending to be distracted with his phone, acting as if he had a hundred notifications he could be responding to, as if he had the whole world at his beck and call, just to show he was someone to be wanted, someone to make you stop and stare and think, you’re special.
He’d tuck his hair behind his ear, or ‘forget’ his glasses every time he had that lecture, because he thought maybe he looked better without them, even if 30 minutes into the class a dull, pounding headache thumped at his temples and behind his eyes, thump-thump-thump, matching the melodious rhythm in his heart. And he swore it could be heard by the whole classroom, the sound sweeping into a symphony that said look at me.